The little sweetheart of the rough family

After eating a few mung bean cakes, Zhao Hou felt that the whole room had become a steamer.

The heat in the body flows through the limbs and bones, and gathers in one place. His whole body is like a tight bowstring. The next moment, a sharp arrow will fly out, straight for the prey, and just when everything is about to come to fruition, Zhao Houmeng rushed out of the house.

Even in summer, the nights are a bit chilly.

Just this bit of coolness is insignificant to Zhao Hou at this moment. Panting, he rushed to the edge of the well and poured it down with a bucket in his hand. But the flame in his body was too strong, and a bucket of water was not enough to extinguish it. He poured several buckets in a row, and his beating heart gradually returned to normal.

He stared in the direction of the room with heavy eyes. The room was dimly lit. Cheng Yanping seemed to have woken up. His slender figure was printed on the window. He only glanced at it. The fire that had been barely suppressed just now , there are signs of resurgence.

He turned around quickly, and there was another bucket of cold water in his pocket.

It seems that I can't go back tonight.

if not......

He wiped the water off his face and let out a low growl as if venting his anger.

inside the house.

After Zhao Hou left, Cheng Yanping had been lying on the bed for a long time before recovering his sanity. For a moment just now, his mind was blank, his body seemed to be floating on clouds, surrounded by the hot aura of men.

The bedding on the bed was piled up in a mess, which also showed the enthusiasm just now.

He was covering his hot face, shy and looking forward to it, Zhao Hou's kiss came so urgently and quickly that he couldn't react at all, with a domineering attitude that could not be refused.The heart in his chest was still beating wildly, he couldn't imagine how he would face Zhao Hou when he came in again.

The sound of water and the low growl of a man came from outside the window.

He waited for a long time, but Zhao Hou didn't come in, and even the sound of water seemed to have stopped.

Cheng Yanping walked to the window and called tentatively, "Zhao Hou, are you still there?"

"exist!"

The voice was low, as if emerging from the ground.

Then there was a long silence, only the chirping of insects remained, and the constant chirping of insects complemented the silence of the night even more.Zhao Hou stood by the well with a bucket in his hand, ready to pour another bucket at any time.

He had to kill those imminent thoughts in the cradle.

"I...I'll go back first!"

Hearing this, Cheng Yanping rushed out without even thinking, "Don't go!"

The moonlight was hazy, outlining the general outline of the yard, and casting a layer of soft light on the yard. Cheng Yanping thought for a while and said, "I'm a little scared. You can stay with me, okay?"

The voice is delicate and soft, which makes people irresistible.

Zhao Hou poured two buckets of water in succession, "Okay!"

After getting an affirmative answer, Cheng Yanping returned to the room full of joy.

After a while, Zhao Hou also came in. The obscene clothes were originally thin, and they were tightly attached to the body after being drenched in water. Even the texture of the muscles can be clearly seen. The same is true for the obscene trousers. opened his eyes.

He knelt beside the bed, arranged the quilt into long strips, and then lay down inside.

"With this quilt as the boundary, no one is allowed to cross the boundary."

He lay flat and steady, with his hands crossed on his lower abdomen.

Zhao Hou blew out the lamp and lay down on the outside.

"Are you imitating Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?"

Cheng Yanping exclaimed, propped himself up and looked at him, "You still know this? It's a pity that there are not so many bowls of water at home, and it's the same with the quilt as the boundary."

Zhao Hou snorted angrily.

"I'm not very literate, but I still know some opera."

Cheng Yanping let out an "oh", and then lay back down again.

Another long silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Yanping asked, "Zhao Hou, are you asleep?"

Zhao Hou couldn't sleep, he was desperately fighting against the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"no!"

The room was very dark, perhaps it was the ink-like darkness that gave Cheng Yanping courage, he whispered: "Zhao Hou, you...have treated me like that, but you haven't answered my question yet? "

Zhao Hou hooked the corners of his lips.

The little scholar was really persistent, and he asked him this question several times in just one day.

He is not a casual person, if he doesn't like it, how can he be so uncontrollable?

Just when Cheng Yanping was about to give up, two words came from his ear.

"I like it!" Full of disappointment, because the two words disappeared in an instant, he leaned over and kissed Zhao Hou's cheek.

"I like you too."

In the dark night, the senses are particularly obvious, and there is a wet and cool feeling at the place where I was kissed.

After the kiss, Cheng Yanping covered his head with the quilt in embarrassment, and finally couldn't take it anymore, and got out of the quilt again.

"Zhao Hou, are you asleep?"

Zhao Hou: "No!" He forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts, because Cheng Yanping's relationship was surging down like a flood breaking a dike.

Cheng Yanping remembered what happened just now.

"Actually, actually..."

He hesitated and hawed for a long time but he didn't have the nerve to say it, but Zhao Hou guessed what he was thinking.

"I want to wait until I marry you, then..."

Zhao Hou's throat rolled, and the image of Cheng Yanping sitting beside the bed in the wedding night in the bridal chamber appeared in his mind. He had fair skin, and he must look good in red.

Then......

He quickly cut off the thought, and his chest heaved violently.

"what?"

Cheng Yan sat up from the bed in shock, his mind was a little confused, he was happy that Zhao Hou said he wanted to marry him, but he was also afraid of his own identity.

"No, you can't marry me!"

He is the son of a guilty minister, so he cannot implicate Zhao Hou.

He suddenly remembered the death of his grandfather, as well as his father and uncles, and his body trembled unconsciously when he thought about it.

Zhao Hou noticed his strange behavior, sat up too, hugged him into his arms, and said slowly: "Although I don't read more than you, and I don't have your knowledge, but I'm not a fool, what is the capital like?" It’s a place where high-ranking officials can be hit by just throwing bricks at random. If it’s such a good place, who would want to come to such a remote place as Longmen Town if it’s not a last resort.”

The man's arms hugged him tightly, which made Cheng Yanping feel at ease, and his body finally stopped shaking.

"You know it all?"

Zhao Hou nodded.

"I only guessed a few points, not completely."

He doesn't care about Cheng Yanping's past, he only cares about the man in his arms at this moment, "I'm not afraid!"

Just three words, said calmly, as usual, but it was like a boulder fell on Cheng Yanping's heart, setting off a huge wave.He leaned into his arms and said softly: "But I'm afraid! You don't know..."

He is just a hunter in Longmen Town. Throughout the year, the days are ordinary and stable. He doesn't know how ferocious and brutal the world is today, and he has never seen what it is like to flow into rivers.

So he can't take the risk.

The body of the person in his arms trembled slightly, and Zhao Hou's heart was instantly disturbed. He lowered his head and kissed his eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry, don't marry if you don't marry."

He can wait until the day he is willing to marry him.

Cheng Yanping held the man's thin waist, "Zhao Hou, why are you so nice?"

It was rare for Zhao Hou to make a joke.

"It's so good, some people still don't want it?"

Cheng Yanping lightly bit the side of his neck, whispered next to his ear: "Actually, actually, what I just wanted to say is that I can help you like you helped me in Xiaocang Mountain... ...."

Hearing this, Zhao Hou's breath sank.

Then I felt soft and cold.

......

The next day, the weather was fine.

Zhao Hou got up early as usual. After climbing over the wall and returning to his home, he punched a set, and then went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. There were still a lot of rice dumplings left for the Dragon Boat Festival, so he picked a few and steamed them in the pot.

I made some mung bean porridge.

After it was done, I took it to the next door. I thought it would be quick and easy to climb over the wall, but when I thought about what Cheng Yanping said last night, since the two can't get married for the time being, it's better to keep a distance. At least you have to put it on in front of outsiders, lest someone break your mouth and spread some bad words.

When Cheng Yanping woke up, he felt that his arms were sore.

Last night, Zhao Hou pestered him until midnight, and finally he was very tired, and he begged for mercy with red eyes, Zhao Hou let him sleep.

When he got up, he was not surprised to find that Zhao Hou was no longer there, after all he got up early every day.

After washing up, Cheng Yanping went back to the house to tidy up the mattress. Zhao Hou always likes to sweat, but last night...

Taking advantage of the good weather today, I have to wash it.

As soon as he soaked the things in the water, there was a knock on the door, and he wiped his hands to open the door.

Seeing that it was Zhao Hou, he was a little awkward at first, but he didn't care until he saw the food in his hand.

"I didn't eat last night, I'm hungry right now."

He dragged Zhao Hou into the house.

Zhao Hou tilted his head and saw some bright red spots on the side of his neck, his face became hot.

"Did you really not eat last night?"

"I didn't eat it!"

Cheng Yanping answered naturally, and didn't notice the constriction in Zhao Hou's eyes at all. When he found out, he was annoyed and ashamed, and twisted his waist fiercely.

"I'm talking about dinner. The mung bean cake is just a pastry. It's a snack, it doesn't count, and...and most of it went into your stomach."

Zhao Hou had already eaten at home, while Cheng Yanping was eating porridge, he took a rice dumpling and peeled off the leaves, and handed it to him.

"I don't eat meat."

Zhao Hou said: "I know, it's from red beans and red dates."

Cheng Yanping was stunned for a moment, Zhao Hou always looked like a cold and uninvited stranger, but he had the most careful heart in the world.He remembered that he liked sweet food, so he secretly left mung bean cake for him. He couldn't eat spicy food when he was sick. Since he fell ill for the first time, Zhao Hou seldom put dried chili in his cooking. or something else.

"Zhao Hou, I will definitely treat you well in the future."

Zhao Hou raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

Cheng Yanping nodded heavily.

Zhao Hou held his hand in his palm, and then pressed it on his thigh.

"Then tonight?"

Cheng Yanping hastily withdrew his hand and sipped his porridge in suspense.

Zhao Hou looked at the tips of his ears that were gradually stained crimson, and the corners of his lips raised again.

The two were talking and eating, the mayor walked in with his hands behind his back, saw Zhao Hou, and asked a few words.

"Why are you here?"

The disgust on his face was undisguised.

Zhao Hou got up and said: "After eating, put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, I'll collect them later." Then he went back.

After Zhao Hou left, the mayor sat down next to Cheng Yanping.

"If you don't have anything to show courtesy, you can either rape or steal. Yan Ping, you have to be careful."

Cheng Yanping smiled without saying a word, and asked, "Uncle Zhang, did you come here early in the morning for something?"

The mayor smiled and said: "I used to write couplets or letters in most cases in the town. Occasionally He Changming would also write, but you can see our characters too. It's really difficult." In the hall of elegance, there is an old man from an old family at the west end of the town, and they want to write couplets."

"Oh, that's it. Then you will send the couplet paper later, and I will write it."

Cheng Yanping readily agreed.

The mayor took out the papers he had prepared early in the morning from behind him, and said with a smile, "I brought them all!"

After Cheng Yanping had breakfast, he followed the mayor to the study on the west side.

The mayor cut the paper aside and folded the print.

Cheng Yanping grinded the ink, moistened the pen, and pressed the paper with a paperweight. When he picked up the pen to write, his arm was sore and he had to use his wrist to exert some strength. Naturally, the written characters were slightly poor.

Fortunately, the mayor didn't see anything.

Just wrote two copies, Cheng Yanping happened to be rubbing his wrist when the mayor saw him, he was surprised and said: "But the wrist is injured?"

"No...no!"

Cheng Yanping quickly shook his head in denial, and made up an excuse, "I just worked a few days ago, it's okay, just rest for two days."

When the mayor heard this, he said angrily: "What? Zhao Hou asked you to work? It's too outrageous. I'll ask him to settle the score later. You are now a big celebrity in our Longmen Town. How can you do such rough work? ..."

Cheng Yanping smiled awkwardly.

After the ink on the couplets was dry, the mayor rolled up the couplets and prepared to send them to others. When he went out, he saw a pile of things soaking in a wooden basin by the well, so he said to himself: "What is it? People from the capital love cleanliness, so the bedding and bedding are just changed, and they need to be washed after only sleeping for a day!"

作者有话要说：吼哥：夏天什么的，最适合谈恋爱了！！！！感谢在2021-05-28?11:28:31~2021-05-29?11:50:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Salted fish turn over? 10 bottles; Moshang Changan? 8 bottles; Zhang Hanxuan? 2 bottles; Is it Jinjin? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!